Potters Girl (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Year Three, Chapter Sixteen

((Most of this chapter is just the movie plot, as you read you can skim past a lot of it!! It's a lot haha, enjoy the chapter loves :)!! ))

Leaving out the back door, we sprint behind a pile of hay. Hermione spins around confused.

"What?" Ron asks.

"I thought I saw... nevermind." Hermione shakes her head.

We run back up to where Hermione punched Malfoy, by the rock, and look out on the scene in front of us. As the executioner raises his axe I cling on to Harry. Hermione grabs Ron and starts sobbing.

With a disgusting slice, the axe falls to the ground. It's done. I bury my head in Harry's chest, shaking. Not only from Buckbeak, but from everything today. Shoving Malfoy against a rock. Yelling at him. Insulting him.

"Ow!" Ron yells all of a sudden. We all jerk to him and he starts running after Scabbers. "Scabbers bit me!" He cries out.

"Harry... look at the tree." I say, panicking and grabbing Harry's arm.

"Ron, run!" Harry yells.

"Y/n, Hermione, Harry!!! Run!!! It's the Grim!" Ron points a finger behind us, shaking. Sure enough, there's a snarling black dog behind us. It growls, before charging at Ron and dragging him towards the whomping willow.

It drags him down a hole in the trunk. Harry and I start to run to him but are stopped by the tree.  We all wrestle around the tree, ending up with Hermione being tossed around, me and Harry as well. We all fall in the hole, me landing on top of Harry.

"I'm sorry!!" I say, getting up quickly. "Where do you think this goes?" I ask.

"I have a hunch, but I hope i'm wrong."

"We're in the shrieking shack, aren't we?" Hermione asks. Harry nods.

"Ron!! You're okay!" Hermione cries.

"It's a trap. He's the dog! He's an Animagus!" Ron says pointing. A door swings closed and there he is; Sirius Black. Mass murderer.

"If you want to kill Harry, you have to kill us too!" Hermione and I step in front of Harry. He grabs my arm and pulls me behind him.

" No. Only one will die tonight." Sirius mutters.

"Then it'll be you!" Harry lunges forward, grabbing the rugged man and holding his wand to his throat.

"Are you going to kill me, Harry?" Sirius laughs.

"Expelliarmus!" I jump at the sudden voice of Professor Lupin.

"Well, well, Sirius. Looking rather ragged, aren't we? Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within." He says, staring down at the man.

"Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you?" Lupin laughs and helps Sirius up. "I found him." Sirius exclaims.

"I know."

"It's him."

"I understand."

"Let's kill him!" The men go back and forth.

"No! I trusted you! And all this time, you've been his friend. He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes." Hermione yells, pointing at Lupin.

"How long have you known?" Lupin fiercely asks.

"Since Professor Snape set the essay."

"Well, Hermione. You really are the brightest witch of your age." He says almost sarcastically.